Chapter 388: Nephew and Cousin, Too Much Love (75)

At first, Si Lu's green light was like a bamboo, and soon he and Si Mo were the center, and everyone within a radius of ten meters was enveloped in it. But when this radius expanded to fifteen meters, the speed had gradually slowed down, and when it reached about twenty meters, it actually stopped like thisโ€”the black light and the green light formed a new balance, and no one could help anyone.

The black light naturally wouldn't stop like this, it finally woke up with the "help" of the stupid officer, and its only thought was to absorb more essence and become stronger, how could it stop because of such a simple block?

The silent hall suddenly sounded a "knock", and then, the "knock" sound sounded rhythmically, and Si Mo raised his eyes to look at the source of the sound, and a long-haired man with a pair of fangs with a face like black charcoal was jumping towards their location.

"I didn't expect that this is still an immortal. I always thought the undead were legends. โ€

Si Mo smiled at Si Lu and said, unlike Si Lu who can only use part of his abilities in this realm, because she came to this realm to recuperate, Yan Zimo's body is a fox spirit that she has used since she was a child and has cultivated the art of the ink fox clan, and her own coercion is already stronger than that of the zombie who has just woken up.

She took a step forward, the white palm of her right hand had turned into a fox claw, the sharp nails on the inky claws glowed with blue light, and in the blink of an eye, she had teleported to the front of the zombie, her blue and black nails grabbed fiercely, and a claw mark glowing with blue light appeared on the zombie's hand opposite.

"This undead clan really has no blood."

Si Mo secretly compared the descriptions of the undead that she had read in the past, and she really didn't have any ill feelings about the zombie in front of her, but more curious - after experiencing the zombies of the end times, the zombie in front of her was just a little hideous, and she didn't leave saliva, and she didn't squeak and scream, compared with zombies, it was just cute and cute, okay?

She thought so in her heart, but her subordinates were not merciful, and in less than two breaths, she had already quickly dismantled the zombie on the opposite side from the neck, shoulders, elbows, waist bones, hips, and knees joints.

After the zombie was split by her, it turned into a wisp of green smoke, which directly turned into a part of the black mist. A dry and hoarse voice suddenly sounded: "I didn't expect it, it turned out to be the demon clan." You, why, help, these humans? โ€

The voice came from all directions, but Si Mo spotted a position and attacked directly, and Si Lu behind him had already concentrated the green light and protected Si Mo to attack forward.

Sure enough, in the corner where she was looking, a man with fangs was closing a pair of eyes, seemingly recuperating, but as soon as Si Mo's hand grabbed it, his figure turned into a ball of your weapon, and with a "bang" sound, he disappeared into the corner, and the gaseous voice sounded again:

"You don't have to bother, if you insist on helping these humans, I don't mind devouring you together, the blood of the demon clan is also a big supplement for me!"

Maybe after saying a sentence, he gradually found the feeling of speaking, his sentences no longer stumbled, and the trace in his words was more complete.

"Confident! Then I'll see. โ€

The smile on Si Mo's face remained unchanged, and she went in another direction again, this time, her nails turned directly into powder at a distance of ten centimeters from the person's body, and the person opened his eyes the moment these nails turned into powder, a pair of blood-red eyes.